Arrived at London Victoria station to see my train had been cancelled.
But I was earlier than usual so I could jump on a slightly earlier train and still make my connection near home.
The train was packed solid with commuters having the same idea as me.
And yet I found a seat!
But due to the train not taking the exact same route as my usual service, I forgot to get off at Three Bridges station which resulted in me having to go all the way to Haywards Heath.
Yet thankfully there was a train back to Three Bridges in about 6 minutes.
I jumped on and the train took us 98% of the way before stopping at a red signal just outside Three Bridges for about 12 minutes.
When we finally pulled into the station I could see that a train going my way was on the other platform and was delayed. If I ran I could make it!
This run involved going down a slope, under the railway track and back up some stairs. I was wearing shoes that ‘clip clopped’ quite loudly to alert people that I was fast approaching. Most didn’t move aside; including a short fat butch dyke looking bitch who tutted me as I raced by. Eat a dick.
I missed the train by about 3 seconds.
Its freezing cold, dark and I now have a 20 minute wait ahead of me.
Whine and complain?